Here is a little treat for all of you to remember us by. You are totally right, women have to live in the real world. Thank you again for setting us s...raight, we hope that this will make us straight with you. Al put the pizza and beer on the table. He called over his four other friends and had a party. As they consumed the food they loudly praised the women and told each other how they would 'thank' them next time they went out. When only a few pieces of pizza were left, two left the table to. “Please?” I asked, a grin forming on my mouth.“Please, please fuck me.” I grabbed her shoulders from behind, thrusting deep into her. Miss Smith let out a sharp whimper, and she bit lightly into my neck.My thrusts increased in pace, sliding my full length out, then hammering it in. Miss Smith began mewing into my ear in time with our bodies colliding in a satisfying slap. I felt my toes begin to go numb, and knew I was about to cum. I tried to hold it in, just a little bit further and Miss. And yet, in spite of all this, Mrs. Simpkins was a striking woman, neither her clothes, nor hair style, nor lack of make up could hide the strong, long legged, full busted girl lurking behind all her finery. And as I entered my final year I wondered if I could somehow open up this reserved churchwoman, let her finally experience what God had made her body for.It was mid September; the start of my senior year at Miami's Washington High and not much had changed, Mrs. Simpkins was still my. So, I wake up due to some noise coming from the kitchen. I check the time on my phone and I have something like 20 messages of various ways to say happy birthday. I've been working so hard at the office that I kind of forgot that it's my birthday today.I hear a light knock on my bedroom door. "Come in!" I yell. It's Cassidy with breakfast in hand for me. "Oh my god! You didn't have to do this for me"Cassidy puts the tray of food over my lap. "I know but I wanted to do something nice for you, it.